This is the craziness that goes on when I’m not sitting in front of the computer (or behind the handles of the longarm)

This box contains 7 lbs. of freshly shorn merino wool, from a sheep named Meryl. I bought it from Terry Mendenhall, of Wool Ranch. I had no idea how this would arrive, and I opened the box fully expecting the wool to sproing out at me!

The fleece was lovingly wrapped in a blue paper blanket. It was sweet and clean, even before I washed it.

Here is some fleece, ready for its first dunk:

Here is the fleece, soaking in the water– the lanolin is melting off the wool and into the water: